Discalimer: Don't own the sailor moon characters. All I own is Suki. My friend Creator17 owns Hikari.
Warning: Rated M for strong language and for Homophobic and transphobic themes. I do not mean to offend anyone.
I sighed as I watched the ball players charge around the court, the main player for the opposite team catching her eye. He was around five eight with untidy sandy blonde hair and soulful blue eyes.
"Tenou you're up!" the couch called, motioning me toward the court and sighing I walked onto the court, the boy's cold eyes trained on me as I moved.
"Come on Suki! Show them what you can do." I heard my best friend Hikari call from the bench and I sighed as I was handed the ball.
"Show that ignorant bastard what you can do." I heard the exchange student Marie state and I nodded before I rushed toward the basket, easily dodging everyone but the blonde haired boy who could easily keep up with me.
"you're fast." I stated with a smirk and he laughed as he replied in a silky voice.
"So are you."
I ducked under his arm as I stole the ball and then shot the object through the air, just as the timer sounded.
"I have to say it was a good game Suki-chan." he stated, a look of longing in his eyes and I glared up at him.
"how did you know my name?" I demanded and he sighed as he ran his hand through his tousled hair.
"I thought that you would recognize me, I mean I haven't changed that much." he retorted, a nervous grin plastered on his face.
"What the heck are you talking about," I ordered, stepping back away from the intimidating blonde.
"Maybe I should explain this elsewhere. But it's really nice to see you again...little sis." he answered, his voice cracking slightly as he spoke.
I felt numbed by this information, this person couldn't be who I thought it was because there was no way. However just as the realization dawned on me I finally noticed the resemblance that he had for the one person that I blamed for everything that had happened in my life.
"Get the hell away from me you freak!" I snapped as I jerked away, trying to ignore the hurt look that graced his handsome features.
"I'm sorry." I heard him whisper, tears thick in his tone as he began to slowly walk away. When I heard this I whirled around on him and glared up at his full height.
"I will never forgive you for fucking up my life like you did! You where born a damn girl! You're screwed up in the head you, you're not a person you're a thing!" I snarled before walking away again.